Kirk

5.5K 165 11
                                    

**this is sorta a part 2 to my last Kirk one.**

Three years later, you woke up by Jaxon shaking you.

"Mommy," he whispered, almost so he wouldn't wake Jim. "I don't feel good."

"It's okay, Jaxon. Come here." You say moving over so he can lay down. Your back pressed against Jim's. He slowly stirred.

"Y/N," he muttered. "What's wrong?"

"Jax feels sick. I'm letting him sleep next to me." You explain.

"Oh, okay. Goodnight Jax. Goodnight Y/N," Jim muttered.

"G'Night, Daddy." Jax muttered.

That morning, you woke up and Jaxon was still next to you. Jim had already gone to work, but you didn't need to leave for another hour. Slowly, you tried to get up, so you didn't wake Jax. It didn't work.

"Mommy," he said before his eyes widened. He covered his mouth with his hand.

"Do you need to throw up?" You ask. He nods. You get a garbage can and run over to him. You run his back as he throws up. "Shh. It's okay."

When he finished he started to cry. "Mommy don't leave me today!" He yelled. Usually he spent the day at the sickbay, but today you were taking the day off.

"I'm not going to leave you. I'm going to call Scotty and tell him I'm not coming." You said hugging him.

You called Scotty and told him you weren't coming. You made Jax some chicken noodle soup and made him sleep. He couldn't sleep too well due to throwing up. You had called Jim as well to tell him what was going on.

"Mom," Jax muttered. "Can you read me a story?"

"Sure. What do you want to hear?" You say.

"I want to hear a story about you and daddy." Jaxon said.

"Okay, when me and your dad first met he took me to a waterfall. We were walking along the edge and we fell getting all wet." You tell him. He starts to giggle.

"Clumsy mommy." He said. You laugh with him, but it stops when he throws up again. At that time, Jim walked in.

"How are you doing?" He asked quietly, unsure if Jax was asleep or not.

"Fine. He's throwing up though." You say helping Jax sit up. You took him to the bathroom to rinse his mouth.

"How are you Jax?" Jim asked when you returned.

"I don't feel good, daddy." He muttered. "I'm tired."

"Okay, do you want your bed or mine?" You ask.

"My bed." He responded tired. You picked him up and walked into his room. Jim followed.

"You comfortable Jax?" Jim asked tucking the blankets around him. Jax nodded. Jim kissed him on the forehead and left. You did the same and followed.

"Are you okay here with him?" Jim asked. You nod. "I have to go back to work. See you later." He said kissing you.

"See you later, I love you." You say.

"Love you."

Star Trek Reader InsertsWhere stories live. Discover now